Exhale

After what seemed like an endless week of sleepless nights, scrambling around, and desperate work, my county-required complete-this-the-way-we-want-it-or-you-will-instantly-lose-your-job NOTEBOOK OF DEATH has been turned in, reviewed, and approved.

It's official. I'm not getting fired.

...Well, not for this anyways.

[Listening to: Three Days Grace, "Home"]